Hitsugi no Maou

"Officials. Please believe me. I didn't do anything. I have no responsibility whatsoever. It's just that, as your country told me, I've lived with the Devil's Island for years (so), honestly. I'm really just an honest fisherman."

The words of the village chief rubbing his head against the seafloor (fu where) were ignored by officials in superior black leather hats as well as by the old man in the role of bowman.

Outside the island. The stopping boat at night floating in the sea was nevertheless the most gold built boat in the village. Unlike crusty fishing boats, the material and construction are different, and the oak (kashi) boat cover protrudes high and wide so that the clothes of important guests do not get wet. At the bottom of the boat, it is a hospitality boat that holds heavy stones and minimizes shaking.

In the light of the lantern on the bow, which brings together the shadow of the droplets, the official turns his voice to the old man who moves the kai beyond the village chief. A low crouched voice characteristic of a liquor lover echoed the sea plains as accompanied by a quiet tension.

"During the past six months or so, you have twice guided travelers to the Island of Demons. The second time, it's a midnight guide, and I hear you landed yourself."

"You're right."

"How far did you step in? Did you go up the beach and into the woods?"

"No, I shook off the white men at the forest entrance and went back to the ship. I left the island as it was..."

The old man looks up at the beach where he once landed (...) as he moves (...).

A huge slope of sand (keisha) that could also be taken as a hill or mountain or a wall, thrived at a steep angle towards the sky. Decorated in massive footprints, the old man shouted his throat (throat) as he stared at them as they cast a black shadow on themselves aboard.

"... even in the dark at night, you can't possibly not notice such an anomaly in terrain. When I guided the white men, it was a normal beach around here. It's got to have been the flat ground it's been."

"The fact that the footprints remain unattended does not mean that someone artificially sanded them, but that the ground itself protruded from the bottom. This is a natural terrain fluctuation.... When I heard about the survivors from the Devil's Island, I came across something terrible."

"But I can't believe the beach will thrive in just a few days... is that possible?

Officials shake their heads "no" to the village chief, who roughly raises his face. "Probably more sudden fluctuations," he said while retrieving some material from his black leather coat.

"Actually, Devil's Island has changed its shape dramatically in the past few times. It's a centennial or bicentennial event, but all of them seem to occur in a very short time, one day, one night, or a few hours. There is no sound of the earth, no effect on the surrounding stopped sea, and it changes only the terrain while silent (mu nappy). Events such as the expansion of sandy beaches, the fall of forests, and the extinction of mountains have been documented. This time it would be an example of this. Not all sandy beaches, but only this southern beach seems to be bulging..."

"So, this anomaly is a precedent, huh? It's not because of this old man's behavior."

Officials raised their eyes sharply (to the point of) shielding the village chief's old man from parchment material. Again on the seafloor. This (is) from beyond the village chief, the old man makes a low voice.

"Terrain fluctuations completed only inside the island of demons, which do not affect the stopped sea. It's like growing up on the Devil's Island."

"It could be 'degradation'. Someone may have damaged the incredible power of the Devil's Island, the world view. Whenever a heroic seeker triumphs over 'something' on the Island of Demons, the terrain changes... there have also been scholars who have interpreted it in such a favorable way in the past"

Favorable. Soon after the old man returns his reaction to the word, the official returns the material to the nostalgia (two places) and gives instructions to "get to the beach". An official looking up at a dune full of footprints rattled his throat (throat) loudly as he wanted cold liquor.

"We don't know if this terrain fluctuation is associated with the lander's survival. But why don't we take care of the immediate problem anyway? Is the function of" Kill All "on the Devil's Island still alive, or has it been compromised and gone? Whether the lander's survival is a one-time special case due to the island's convenience… we must check here now."

"Um... confirmation is how...?

Officials gave a creepy grin back to the mouth-watering village chief.

Officials step on and catch the mayor's clothes blue-faced with expensive leather shoes.

The old man at the head of the boat heard the scream and begging for his life somewhere far away, staring at the impending dunes and continuing to move.

Hope you don't show up here right now to the figure of the executioner you remember.